User blog comment:Llamao/The Underground/@comment-3474228-20120702235325/@comment-3474228-20120705004637

Only the most mischeivous of smiles greeted the weasel as Razcar Whiplash stood to one side of a shaded alleyway. "Now why would we want to do that? I was having so much fun." Just as he says this, a runty looking ferret runs by and trips on an invisible wire, falling face first onto a hardened dirt road. His groaning doesn't last for long as Razcar quickly finishes the job and waves to the ferret's mates, who are lagging behind. "Over 'ere, buddies! Whoa!" A huge spear narrowly misses impaling the stoat, who rushes back into the alley and begins sprinting away, shouting out, "You remember Black Eye? Looks like 'e's still alive, matey!"